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Headdress & Winged Harness designed and made by Rob Goodwin
Costume Design: David Bamber
Photographer: Diego Indraccolo
Ballerina: Ksenia Ovsyanick
stromscapes by mike olbinski in texas and arizona
everyone is deleting the caption to this but this work is called “perfect lovers” by the gay artist felix gonzalez-torres. the piece is about the illness and death of his HIV-positive partner ross laycock:
For Untitled (Perfect Lovers) (1991), he synchronized two industrial clocks placed side by side. Inevitably, because batteries fail and things tend toward entropy, the clocks would slowly begin to advance at differing rates, out of sync, having moved, however briefly, perfectly together. (x)
This is one of my favorite pieces
::heart eyes::
Remember when @naiadkitty posted the Courant shawl and I accused anyone capable of executing it of wizardry?
She kinda took it upon herself to knit it in (movie) Ravenclaw colors and GIFT IT TO ME.
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My jaw is on the floor right now.
This is….. I HAVE NO WORDS!
“I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.”
— Shinji Moon, The Anatomy of Being (via wordsnquotes)
“I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.
If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
“Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.“–Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
Here are a couple recent captures from a winter trek high atop Sugarloaf Mountain just outside of Marquette, MI. It was an extremely cold day but the scenery and panoramic views is well worth it. Marquette, MI